Truth Hurts

Feel like I ain't ever put my heart out You won't know the feelin', sleeping in your dargs house I need some M's for all that pain I'm getting past now Direct smoke with all these opps, this ain't passed down Yeah, the truth hurts, they don't love you for you The truth hurts, I made a hundred, I ain't lift a muscle Better stay up in that lane 'cause niggas die for making names The truth hurts, I drop a single, that's another hundred She fuckin' with a star, she can't keep it cool And all that talk gave bro a reason just to air it at you Ain't no worse pain to find out that she don't care about you When life is strange, you ever catch a homie starin' at you? And all that jealousy, man, I don't play about it You catch a nigga in the backroads then you lay him out Schemin' in Amiri jeans, I never play about Feelin' like I never change, so don't complain about me She fuckin' with a star, she can't keep it cool She fuckin' with a star, don't know what to do And I need me some bussdown, need some jewel When I pour four, I'ma act a fool (act a fool) Oh, she fuckin' with a star, don't know what to do I need me some bussdown, need some jewel When I pour four, I'ma act a fool Yeah, they say we dargs, what's your reasonin'? I'm Blanco back up in a song, I know he feelin' it I'm in this crib just writin' lyrics, I don't need a bitch I hope my dargs ain't gettin' thoughts about me leaving them But I be feelin' better on my own Smokin' weed and daydreamin', it don't feel like I'm alone Stop callin' up my phone about some guns, it's gettin' old 'Cause back when I was shouting niggas, they would never show, oh Yeah, I got some pain to speak 'Cause I ain't got my dargy here and that shit paining me I seen a brudda run it up, and then he tried to push his luck You must be fucked up in the head 'cause you can't change the streets Feelin' like the world's on my shoulders Gotta keep it on me 'cah the world's gettin' colder Truth hurts, I never had a penny to my name The truth hurts, my life changed, and now I'm skrrting in this Rover (oh) She fuckin' with a star, she can't keep it cool And all that talk gave bro a reason just to air it at you Ain't no worse pain to find out that she don't care about you When life is strange, you ever catch a homie starin' at you? And all that jealousy, man, I don't play about it You catch a nigga in the backroads then you lay him out Schemin' in Amiri jeans, I never play about Feelin' like I never change, so don't complain about me She fuckin' with a star, she can't keep it cool She fuckin' with a star, don't know what to do And I need me some bussdown, need some jewel When I pour four, I'ma act a fool (act a fool) Oh, she fuckin' with a star, don't know what to do I need me some bussdown, need some jewel When I pour four, I'ma act a fool Oh, oh Oh, oh Mm, oh Mm, oh, oh